Chapter 67: Bondage Candy

When Rose was done taking Bill’s cum in her “handmaid” sex, it was coming up on 9:30. That was when most people would move from the orgy room to their team rooms, where presumably they would have more privacy and freedom and comfort in what they did before the crowd. Because our tables were placed near the main door we figured at least half of the crowd would walk by us between 9:30 and 10.

Val and Lisa were both eager for one-on-one sex in a bedroom. But first they wanted a shower, so they could get the last sticky patches of the whipping cream and other dessert treats off of their bodies. Kick was very considerate in offering to help by washing their backs.

I was sure that when Rose was done she would just want to catch her breathe after her exertions. I also figured she would want to recline on top of Billy, resting from exhaustion and being fucked silly, making an exhibition of her dripping pussy with her sparkling diamond bling on full obscene display.

While Rose was doing her handmaid thing, Sondra and I spent some of our lewd kissing session talking about another idea. Sondra wanted one more public episode in the orgy room. Since we had a prime location for traffic as the people went by us to their rooms she wanted to be “sexually exhibited” and on display in some way that was sexual and also well outside the normal conventional bounds of “wife exchange” behavior. Her aim was to kill off her “academic nun” image once and for all before we went to more private and potentially more erotic pleasures in the team bedrooms. Did I have any ideas?

Unlike her initial “bend me over, blindfolded” screwing, for this this she wanted to see her audience at the same time, in a subtle, not so obvious way. Also, as a step on the path away from convention, she wondered about showing a little bondage in the act. “Nuns don’t use bondage gear, do they?” she asked.

“They do if you believe some very outrageous fictional erotic stories on the web, but most people know that is fiction. Still, I imagine that some people associate the two references, bondage and nun garb, together. Especially if they went to parochial school were nuns taught and gave discipline. Maybe that ended before your time. I read a story once about a Halloween party where some folks dressed as ‘hell’s nuns’ but I’m sure it was college dorm fiction, written for pure entertainment by freshmen who would be invited NOT to return with their tuition checks next year.”

The leather wristbands Sondra already wore had hardware so they were quick and easy to attach. Her initial idea was to be in the missionary position on the table with her hands held over her head by whoever was fucking her. The trouble was, while stories and movies sometimes used that arrangement, it was really not very practical for either party involved. Instead I suggested that she offer herself in the doggie position, on the table, with her hands visibly attached behind her back. “Like we saw Red, only without the wedge. The linkage for attaching your wrists together is actually designed for that, the two halves of the link form a handhold that can be used by your fucker. It is easy on both parties and works well.”

She recall seeing Red on her single knee with her hands bound behind her back. “That was hot,” she recalled. She recognized right away how that might be a more powerful visual image for the audience as they passed.

I suggested passing on the wedge. Red needed it because of her missing leg, but Sondra did not, and a woman looked hotter without.

Also, I suggested that if she wanted to do some people-watching without being noticed, it would help if somebody was keeping her open mouth occupied at the same time. “If you are on your knees with cocks in your mouth and your pussy at the same time, it is known as a spit-roast. Sometimes, the bad boys might alternate positions, to give the lady a taste of herself, it makes things more interesting.”

“Spit roast? I don’t see ... OH! Now I understand the idea. That sounds like it would look a lot more disgusting than what I suggested ... what a delightfully dirty mind you have. Let’s do that when Rose is done.”

Phil heard us talking and volunteered to help. “I would like to get my cock sucked, and her wide, thick lips are fine,” he said as he looked at Sondra’s mouth. She blushed at what he was thinking.

Sondra turned to me, “Abril is so fortunate.”

“I try to please her.”

“But, if it is not too much to ask ... when you do that ... spit-roast thing with Abril ... who is the other guy?”

“Well, to be honest, with Abril a threesome is pretty rare unless it involves her girlfriend. With anyone else it is usually a third women, or sometimes a relatives. Yes, before you ask, to be honest, Abril has a special girlfriend, one of the girls who stood up at our wedding. It is a complicated relationship because I share the girlfriend with a relative, but she is special to me. But I would prefer not to go into details beyond that. Did you want to eat a pussy instead of a a cock.”

Sondra was amazed. “Wow ... what a movie script. Mysterious! How yummy. Well, maybe you can show me sometime. But as for the female ... I’m not there yet.”

“We will talk, but for now, do you want to kiss some more?” We had a plan so she got back to our sharing hot inverted kisses with me. But a few minutes later she interrupted again with a modification. “I was just thinking, reconsidering. Sucking a guy’s cock is kind of ordinary ... I mean, you guys get it at work. But if I was doing something with Rose ... that is more unconventional ... which is what I want. Her I think I could cope.”

“That is fine with me. Mouth, tits, pussy or ass would all be good. She is likely to have a load of cum in her pussy...”

“Yeah ... I am not up for that,” Sondra said. “But her nipples or lips ... well that sounds good to me for what I want.”

“Then it sounds good to me as well.

Billy finally fired his cum into Rose, which everybody enjoyed to some degree. We unwound our positions. Billy and Rose shared a few kisses afterward, but as soon as practical Sondra pulled Rose aside and explained her idea about Rose being a third as Sondra was fucked “doggie in bondage.” She stressed how she wanted to be an living, lewd bondage exhibition while the people left. Also, she wanted to see her audience. Rose was glad to help, she suggested starting out on the table, on her back crosswise while Sondra sucked her nipples. This way Rose would be showing everybody her dripping and bejeweled pussy. After a time Rose would kneel on that table in front of Sondra so the two could kiss like nasty lesbian sluts, a dom and a sub. Either way was fine for Sondra.

It was 9:28 when Sondra got on the table, on all fours, then put her hands behind her back where I clipped her wristbands together.

Her padded leather wristbands spread the force well. They had three links of chain, they attached to the connecting handhold piece which was the width of a broom handle, it was metal covered with easy-to-grip rubber. When the two connecting pieces were attached together they made a solid shape that fit the hand comfortably. The connection could be locked, but I didn’t do that. Then I took a knee behind her, grabbed the handle-shaped grip between her wrists, and pulled. This raised her body to her knees with some obvious tension on her arms and shoulders, her muscles stood out from the strain. From there I guided her my cock into her body. It was a position which looked brutal and uncomfortable for Sondra, like she was an unwilling sex slave. But because of the design and padding for the wristbands it was not too bad. Once we were in place I began stroking in and out of her. The angle was actually better for her than what we had before, but the pose looked forced for her, like it was difficult on her.

Once I was stroking Rose got on her back, moved to where Sondra’s mouth could reach her breast, and spread her legs wide to show off her diamond piercing and her cum-covered pussy to those leaving the room.

That was when the buzzer sounded at 9:30. There was not a sudden rush to the door but some people got ready to leave. Most teams had a few people who wanted to get to the more private team suite, either to clean up or to engage in some more private fun.

Kick left with Val and Lisa, they had plans for the shower and fun. Phil and Billy stayed seated on our couches in case we needed anything, plus they had a great view. Actually, the idea of using Rose’s mouth struck me. I had Billy kneel on the table over Rose’s mouth where she could lick his deflated cock clean while Sondra nibbled her nipple. Having two guys in dominant positions over two women made the scene more powerful.

We stayed there a few minutes, than Phil got another idea. He had Rose move under Sondra, then he knelt in front of Sondra like the usual spit roast. However, instead of taking her mouth on her cock, he used Sondra’s diving goggles around the back of her neck and through her open mouth, so he was holding her head up and where he could take her mouth, forcing a bondage kiss on her like she had no choice. He also wrapped his own rope belt loosely around her neck.

Rose slid under Sondra so she was under her tits and nibbled there, still on her back showing her pussy to to all who cared to look.